Kona wont you bring
That smile to my face
Although you shouldn't be here
Don't plot your own escape
Oh how I miss that
Sour, bittersweet, cold taste
Don't like the way I move
That's why we wear different shoes
I'm old, you're new
I'm red, you're blue
I'm like a beat-up old Honda
Always out on the road
Because its time to move
You're more a 24' brand new Ford
Car commercial in the forest
That your daddy had to work for
Kona wont you bring
That smile to my face
Although you shouldn't be here
Don't plot your own escape
Oh how I miss that
Sour, bittersweet, cold taste